The chamber trembled as the molten floor split open again, spilling lava-like veins of crimson light. Though the purification window declared completion, the figure of the Infernal Seraphid: Male Host – Hybrid Class still floated within the storming flames. His humanoid torso emerged fully from the butterfly's body—tall, muscular, and twisted by corrupted elegance. The ember-marked wings beat once, sending waves of blistering heat that bent the air around them.
[Wait—what?! It's not dissolving?!] Yuki shouted in disbelief, his young voice echoing through their shared link. [That thing should've been erased with a 100% purification rate!]
Shellia steadied herself, her dark hair plastered against her cheeks from sweat. "Then this is something beyond corruption," she muttered. "It's resisting divine purification."
